#confessions

1. I just really don’t think dogs are as great as eveyone else thinks. I’m not saying they’re bad. I mean, I follow the humane society on facebook just to see the pictures of puppies, but I don’t get the “just sitting at work thinking about what my dog is doing” kind of attachment. #dontgetit
2. I hate the movie “A Christmas Story.” I think all of the characters are annoying and frustrating, and the red-headed bully kid scared the crap out of me as a child. While we’re on the subject of movies, I also hate “The Nightmare Before Christmas.” The color scheme and animation affect me negatively emotionally and physically in a way that I can’t really explain. #sorrynotsorry
3. I don’t like to consider myself “prolife” or “prochoice” politically because both camps are almost always lacking in truth, grace, or a healthy portion of both.
4. I love pineapple on pizza. It is a fantastic topping. I also have had peaches on a savory pizza before, and it was amazing. It makes me so angry when people have a righteous indignation over me wanting to put fruit on pizza. I EAT WHAT I WANT. YOU DON’T HAVE TO EAT IT. #moreforme
5. My natural gut reaction is to judge people harshly and make strong assumptions about them when they don’t like the things I like and don’t see the world the way I see it. Sometimes I dive into comments on controversial facebook posts (or videos about coffee served in donuts) just to silently judge strangers and to feel smarter than them.
6. I used to hate the term “salty” and the use of hashtags. Now they are two of my favorite things. #sorryifisilentlyjudgedyou
7. I want my son to be his own person and pursue whatever he is passionate about, but I am near-constantly obsessed with what other people think of me and have a sometimes-crippling need to be liked by everyone—even people I don’t like.

P.S. If you are anything like me, you are going to feel an intense urge to comment telling me why I’m wrong about something I listed here. Or feel the need to find the perfect thing to say to shed light on one of my misconceptions because it must be a “lack of facts” or something that has led me to feel these ways. I want you to stop typing comments. Do not argue with me about how I feel. I do believe there is a time and a place for commenting a disagreement on a social media post—I do it frequently. But this post is an example of me telling you where I am and how I feel about things, and you can’t change the way I feel about things by a social media comment. You can write me a perfectly written and eloquent essay on why I should appreciate “A Christmas Story,” but I’m still not going to enjoy watching it. I’m just not. We have to figure out the difference between speaking true things and telling people what they feel is wrong. You really don’t need me to tell you why you’re wrong about things; you need me to do all I can to know you and understand you. #same